The breakdown happened tonight. It has been a tough day with the girls. Jordyn cried for Blair off & on. Chloe & her were fighting the majority of the day, as well. Tonight I decided to take them to Chappy’s Deli, by Lenscrafters to have my job evaluation done & then to the bookstore. The breakdown officially happened on the way out of Books-A-Million. Chloe ran into a chair in the cafe & busted open her lip. It was all downhill from that moment. She screamed & cried for her daddy the whole way home to Millbrook. Her crying upset Jordyn which then made her cry which then made me cry. We had a threesome of crying the whole way home. It is so hard explaining to a 2 & 4 year old why we can’t call daddy at 8pm because it is the middle of the night where daddy is & that a call may not go through. They don’t understand that he is in another country & in another time zone. They will not officially see Blair until Sunday morning, so we have 4 more nights to go. Thank God my Aunt Donna will be in from Georgia tomorrow night. I don’t think I could make it another night after tonight without some help. I wish there was family to call on, but I feel alone in this moment. We know so many people that have parents that will come running at one simple phone call. Hopefully they do not take that for granted. It is so tough not having that support system that is able to help.

My hat is off to all single parents. I don’t know how in the world they do it. I have gained so much more respect for my mom over the years. My mother was a single parent for me when I was only a few years old. She did not finish high school nor have any major job skills at the time. She was only 17 when she had me & was probably around age 20 when she was suddenly left on her own with me. She did not have any parental support or help at all while I was growing up. Somehow she was able to take care of me. I cannot imagine what all she went through. We grew up together, I suppose. I remember turning 13 the same year she turned 30. i cannot imagine having a 13 year old in my house to take care of, much less on my own. Not to mention, I was not in any way shape or form an easy teenager to deal with…….

I love my husband & my girls & I cannot wait for Blair to be back home with us. My heart aches.